Apex Magazine
The wild yellow dance of flames. The scent of smoke. Your screams. You're in my arms, your fearful voice mumbling unintelligible words. You grip me so tightly, your lacquered nails...
Through Dreams She Moves
The wild yellow dance of flames. The scent of smoke. Your screams. You're in my arms, your fearful voice mumbling unintelligible words. You grip me so tightly, your lacquered nails...